Sad

My grandfather is in the hospital with kidney and liver failure, and he most likely had a heart attack this morning. I held his hand for awhile. There wasn’t much else to do. He’s 94. My mind is slow and dull now, and I sit here thinking insignificant thoughts while he’s in the hospital hooked up to machines, unable to sleep.

As you see, I’ve changed the blog. Things are still a bit broken and unfinished. I feel guilty for doing these stupid, mundane things – guilty for having wasted so much of my free time doing stupid things. And so it goes. I’m tired, and sad.

Upset enough to interrupt my sleep for this

I don’t get how such a huge chunk of the population can be so enamored with the steaming crap that is the Twilight series. I just don’t get it. And it’s not like I’ve never read (and enjoyed) a romance novel. It’s not like I haven’t watched and enjoyed plenty of brainless romantic comedies. NOT LIKE! NO! But I actually feel a modicum of physical pain thinking about how stupid Twilight is. I must end, lest the stupid ruptures a vessel and I bleed out (in hopes that a PROPER vampire comes along and sucks me dry — WHICH IS HOW IT’S SUPPOSED TO BE DONE, BTW, IDIOT WOMAN!)

/ END RANT

So in 2009 I read 65 books, the best of which was Jonathan Strange and Mr. Norrell. I saw 56 movies, the best of which was Noises Off (it made me snort with laughter several times). 65 > 56, therefore I succeeded in reading more books than I watched movies. Yay! I did not, however, finish freakin’ 100 Years of Solitude, or the equally freakin’ Moby Dick, so one demerit for me. Second demerit for failing to read 100 books.

I also ended the year weighing seven more pounds than I started it. Which is yay, because how many of YOU can say you’re ready to hibernate through the winter?! YEAH, BABY! (Demerit.)

And now I’m tired of recounting 2009, so end and to bed.

Hello, I am (mostly) sober

It is 3:52 PM. The office is empty; everyone has gone home after a rousing afternoon of eating and revelry. I won a bottle of sparkling apple cider, and a pie. I am sobering up. Blogging? YES. See pictures here.

We took a weekend trip up to Ojai a few weekends ago. Camping and such. It got cold, we hiked, we had pea soup, fed ostriches, and went to the Reagan Presidential Library. See pictures here.

I also got an iPod Touch, because sometimes I get mad at Curt and act out by shopping. Hence, early Christmas present for me! I’m now addicted to “The Horror” podcast…

We’re most likely going to buy a house in the next three months or so. Cross your fingers for us! ;)

You’re not ready for this :)

MERCH IN MY MAILBOX TODAY!!!

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“And what happens if people stop buying the Merch merch?” (/flip hat inside out)

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FLESHREAPER!!

You’re awesome, Doddsy – I pranced around in front of the mirror for a full five minutes admiring my new silly hat. :)

Ahhh, so here I am, eh! To catch up:

October something, 2009: LA County Fair! Pictures here. It was a good time. We ate much oily food and petted many smelly animals.

October something, later, 2009: Las Vegas and Death Valley! Pictures here. In Vegas, we were on budget with gambling, saw cats and dogs perform amazing feats in Popovich’s Pet Comedy Theatre, and ate several buffet meals (including breakfast in the atrium at the Wynn). Death Valley was very windy, but quite lovely. And yes, I did manage to use my portable shower tent. It worked splendidly, except for the part where it was sort of against the rules of the campground and Curt had to keep an eye out for the ranger. ;) I used biodegradable soap, though, so it’s not like I was hurting anything… On the way back to civilization, we stopped by the Mt. Whitney Portal, Manzanar, and Fossil Falls. Great trip!

October 30, 2009: We dressed up as monkeys for the Hoang family Halloween karaoke party. Pictures here and here. Also, we found out my brother Wonk and sister-in-law Powla are expecting a spawnling! :) I’m going to be an auntie!!

There are also some random cute cat-related pictures here and here and here.

Curt accidentally dropped my Blackberry in the cat water bowl about a week ago, but it’s made a full recovery. I couldn’t be too mad, since I did accidentally throw his phone in the dumpster that one time… ;)

I’ve had a sore throat for about a month. Hopefully the doctor can fix it on Tuesday, as it hurts and the gargling has done nothing!

Off on an impromptu trip this weekend – just a tent, an empty cooler, and some clothes, and off to the wild blue yonder! Or, at least, freeways relatively unfamiliar.

We’re going to start looking for a house in the next few months. I’m excited, but also mildly terrified and full of anxiety. Good thing I have this new Merch hat to keep me occupied…

That’s that! Time for bed. /waves

Plans

I’m not tired right now, but I’ve been run a little ragged lately. Curt and I going on vacation next week. It’s a relatively inopportune time to go since my boss is out of town for three months right as I leave, and it’s also promo season; I’ve been going in early and working a bit on the weekends to make up for this, and I’m starting to get pretty damned tired of seeing the place. Definitely looking forward to a week away – we’re going to Vegas for a few days to buffet and gamble, and then Death Valley to hike it off and get away from the noise. It will be a glorious trip, especially since I am determined we are going to make use of our handy-dandy shower tent!

Already, I begin to dream of ways to pack the car, of what I will pack, of how neatly I will clean the apartment before we go. Speed on, week!

Suck

Today was good, because I was alive, and nothing really bad happened to anyone I know.

There. There’s a little perspective.

Now I can say this: today sucked ASS. So much that I think there should be more S’s in that word. ASSSSSSSS.

It was hot, which sucked. I also learned that I suck at fixing mechanical things. SSSUCK. I tried to change the flat tires on our bikes today. It took me nearly four hours in all, during which time I was hot, got terribly dirty, and inflamed my thumbs trying to get the tires back on the rims. And they are still not fixed. They are merely mostly-fixed, as I couldn’t see well once the sun went down. ARGH! There is nothing more suck than not being able to finish a task when the end is so freaking near! SSSSSSS!

Then, the Dodgers lost to the goddamn Phillies, and I hate them. I hate the Phillies. I knew I would hate the Phillies again when my boys played them, and sure enough: I hate them again. Goddamn Phillies. Goddamn Pirates. I hate the Flyers, too. Goddamn all of Pennsylvania’s sports teams! /shakes fist

Those naughty shrimps

I’m tired. Barely had time to play with my new laptop (whom I have dubbed George II, for she is black, like George I, the cat) with re-installing all the crap and homework and work and crap. Also, I had a bout of vertigo this morning. I think I am growing more and more allergic to shrimp, which sucks. I’ve always been topically allergic to them (when I peel them, my hands puff up), so it’s probably not a great idea to go on eating them, lest I puff up internally. But oh, how it makes me sad! Tender, lovely shrimps!

I bet I’m just going to ignore myself and continue eating them. It’s not like vertigo makes me want to puke (real bad) anyway. Just a little…

Mmmm…shrimps…

Ughh. Still not 100%. Mmm…uggghhh….shrimps…